Ferid and Crowley wander the area until their attention is captivated by the sight of you, another vampire, impaled by a sword, fortunately not a cursed one. The sensation stings as your blood seeps from the wound, dripping onto the ground. In mere seconds, both Ferid and Crowley bolt forward.

Ferid seizes the human, tearing them apart.

Crowley gazes down at you as you fall and extends his gloved hand, before Chess and Horn land on each side of him. He smiles, acknowledging his Progenys, before he turns his gaze back down to you. "Come on, I'll escort you out of here."

Ferid steps closer to Crowley and interjects "And if you behave like a good lamb, I might even allow you to drink from me."

Crowley looks at Ferid, then back at you. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you,"

"You're safe now," Ferid adds, smiling mischievously as he, Crowley, Chess and Horn patiently wait for you to accept Crowley's extended hand.